Fall break in the Desert

Oh Great Readers!  We are on the road again, this time with the bro-laws (and a new golf foursome addition) AND our significant others.  We are in Scottsdale, having arrived Thursday night, and are settled in a four-bedroom house..."bonding."  (cough cough)

Yesterday, four of us went to the Grand Canyon.  No, it's not really nearby.  But it is worth seeing.  Here's one money shot --

Funny thing:  we were NOT alone!  middle of, as my kid said, "Bumblef**k", there were 3 huge parking lots and there wasn't an empty spot when we got there at 3 o'clock -- Mountain Standard Time (yes, Arizona is now the only state that stays on standard time year round) -- who knew?

Do you see the people out on those rocks?!?!  You know, like miles up?!?!?!?  And the one was jumping up and down!  Crazy shit.

Friday night we went out for tacos and tequila.  Here's the mango margarita.   The highlight of a blah evening. Though bro law John decided to make friends with people on the street in Old Town Scottsdale.  Except for the one guy.  "Hey, nice beard," he says...and the guy gets almost past him and he says "but not the pony-tail!"  The guy doesn't break stride but says "tough guy" and flips him off.    John also (if you can't tell, he'd had a drink or two) made friends with waiter.  You know the kind of thing "you're doing a great job" (at least 3 times).  LOL.  The waiter was NOT amused.

Then back to the house for chatter.

Bro law Butch, when told there was a pool, "bring your suit" said "no suit, I only swim naked."  Fortunately he was kidding.  So far. :)

Saturday was day two and the guys went to play golf.  We played on the Saguaro course at We-ko-pa -- one of many Native lands with golf courses and casinos.  It had a great reputation and lived up to it.  We had a great time, with great views.

As you can see, the desert is beautiful and the mountains in the background.

It was a long day, 4 hours and 45 minutes for the round (if you are quick, you can do this in less than 4), which finished with this classic -- that's Ian in front of his ball in the desert on that last hole!  Fun stuff.

Then home, only to find that the significant others had spent the time doing yoga.  Here's a pic of their instructor on the back pool deck.

(the picture is from sis law Lanissa -- FYI)

And that's all we got.  It's not been a food porn trip...

One more day of golf.  John has beaten us like burros for two days, so maybe tomorrow we can find a way to have him hit the ball into the desert more (from experience I can tell you that it's not that much fun -- see today's sign here).